Tyler just wanted to get his college assignment done. He was doing pretty good on it too until /he/ had to interrupt.
Needless to say, the interruptions never stopped.
But Tyler got used to it.
[Warnings: swearing, underage drinking (age 19-20), kin...
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*edited*
"Hey, Ty."
"Hey, Bren."
"How'd everything go with Josh?"
A smile slowly creeps onto Tyler's face as he looks at his best friend, "Good."
"What's the smile for?" Brendon chuckles.
Tyler shakes his head, "Nothing."
Brendon narrows his eyes, "What happened?"
Tyler just shakes his head again and turns back to his homework, the smile staying on his face.
Brendon plops down in the seat next to Tyler and pushes the brunette's notebook and laptop away from the spot in front of him.
"Brendon!"
"Spill the tea, bitch."
"I'm working."
"Spill. The. Teeeeaaaa, biiiitttcchh."
Tyler rolls his eyes but smiles, too excited about what he was going to tell Brendon, "Fine."
Standing up, Tyler stands up straight and stares at Brendon. The raven haired boy looks at him expectantly.
"Notice anything different about me?"
"Hm...you got a haircut?"
"No."
"You've gained weight?"
Tyler's jaw drops slightly, "No. Dick."
"I was joking. Um...oh god. Did Josh get you pregnant?"
"No!" Tyler giggles. "How about you get your lazy butt up and like...look at me."
"At least take me to dinner first."
"Brendon!"
"Okay!"
Brendon stands up and walks a circle around the brunette. Kneeling down, he runs his hands up and down Tyler's legs.
"What are you doing?" Tyler laughs.
"Feeling you up? How else am I gonna find what you're hiding?"
Tyler rolls his eyes but lets him continue.
Standing back up, Brendon takes a step back and walks slowly again around the smaller boy. Suddenly, he grabs Tyler's hand and lifts it to his face so close it was almost touching the dark haired boy's nose.
Glancing at Tyler and then back at his hand, "What's this?"
Tyler smiles.
After a moment, Brendon lowers Tyler's hand but still holds it and stares at the black band, "Josh proposed?"
Tyler nods despite the boy not looking at him. He grins as Brendon's thumb gently rubs over the ring. He looks up at Tyler making him frown in confusion, "Brendon, are you...are you crying?"
